Cold
…a man whose blood is very snow-broth.
–Measure for Measure,
Act I, Scene iv

…a man whose blood is very snow-broth.
–Measure for Measure,
Act I, Scene iv

There is scarce truth enough alive to make societies secure;
but security enough to make fellowships accurst:
much upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world.
This news is old enough, yet it is every day’s news.
-Measure for Measure,
Act III, Scene ii
Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose.
–Measure for Measure,
Act II, Scene i

O you beast! O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch!…
O, fie, fie, fie! Thy sin’s not accidental, but a trade.
Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd.
-Measure For Measure,
Act III, Scene i